The job, remembering the song and getting paid.

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1. It strikes me that my job these days is to investigate things of interest, and then write about them. That puts a smile on my face.

2. I couldn't get the name of the song mentioned in yesterday's post -- my hearing of the words is a mis-spelling, so I couldn't find it anywhere on-line. But somebody knew -- somebody who we all laughed at when he bought a CD of Nepali folk music. Thanks Daddy.

3. Putting a paycheque into the bank.

Comments

  1. rosebud101Wednesday, January 20, 2010

    #1! If feels good to know you love your work!

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  2. JamesThursday, January 21, 2010

    What is your job - is it as a writer or journalist? Sounds very interesting.

    Regards,

    James
    Outré

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  3. ClareThursday, January 21, 2010

    I'm a freelance writer-editor. I was lucky enough to land some regular features writing work for a local paper here in Kent -- Kent on Sunday. I write arts features as well as more general features.

    But I also do a bit of proof-reading and copy-editing when that comes in.

    It's great to be able to do the things you love!

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